The last summers of his in the town,
Made him broke all his heart down.
Taking the memories back from the city of hope
The plan was to move with same spirit on.
Moving on was never an easy task
As the inspirational source was left back far.
Keeping that in the heart he finally decided to move apart.I
The suggestions, the advises, all in the cards were on.
All was good but the acceptance of reality was never his mood
The mind said something else, but the heart said always his plan.
The plan was the same as above, to move and to move ahead and to never be back to the place of thorn.
The place where the enmity was grown like plant being watered in the ground.
The ground that was his favorite in his native place,
Where the memories were established with the bond of strong friendship.
Where the pages of friendship were written by an unknown author of his period.
Mentioned wrong, it was the history being re-written.
Whatever might have been the excuse or reason, the move was to happen as per the self discussion.
Moving to the alienated place was though a tough challenge but the move had to be done to fulfill the passion.
…..to be continued.
-Pushkin Channan
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